me: this tastes like jesus put a cupcake made out of unicorn laughter into my mouth

I understand that your store is a total shit storm, but could your employees even give one iota of a damn about anything? There was a dress I wanted to try on but it was high up on a rack I could not reach. I don't want to be that person that grabs the big pole and fishes around for my size (that's what she said?) but I notice a Forever 21 employee standing there, a vacant look in her large eyes. I grab her attention.

"Excuse me, could I get one of those dresses up there, please? How are they sized?"

"They're all the same size," she says.

"... What? Really?"

She hands me a dress, I look at the tag; size 6. I look up at the dresses above me, and dangling in perfect view is a tag that says SIZE 8. I ask her, "Is there any way I could get a size 4, though?"

"They're not like that. They're only one size."

I look at the 6, back at the 8, at the girl and say "Well, I guess I'll take my chances with this one, then."

She laughs.

Cut to twenty minutes later and I'm in line for the dressing room. There is a large rack of rejected try-ons next to me, and my gaze happens upon the exact same dress I have in a size 6. I look at the tag, and what do I see?

SIZE 4.

... turns out the dress looked like crap on me so it was all for naught.

BUT SERIOUSLY FOREVER 21. I saw at least one other employee sitting around while people were running out of the dressing rooms to grab different sizes. Maybe it's just been way too long since I've been in a Forever 21 and it's just a free-for-all with a few people there to give you some extremely basic guidance, but really? REALLY.

Love, Erin

P.S. I did find a really cute top with zippers on it, so thank you for that!

So today at lunch Arthur, Tod and I venture out to find that Kung Fu Taco truck from a few posts back. We walk to where they "supposedly" are (according to Yelp, at least) and what ho; No taco truck. But we know there's another (non Kung Fu) taco truck a few streets away so we set a course. Now, mind you, this truck is always here. I walk by it all the time and it is always in the same spot. But today? NOPE. Our taco fever had been squelched! So we decide on Sentinel (popular sandwich shop) and I get some portabello mushroom sandwich or some shit. It was pretty good.

But hey we saw this guy and he's the California Attorney General I guess

Sorry guys I have really been meaning to actually, you know, start blogging again but it'll have to wait until I have "time", whatever the fuck that is.